Don’t trust that magician.

Don’t trust that magician.

My magician boyfriend is dead.

As he performed the human body, he was seen and mutilated into countless pieces.

I found a note in his stomach when I helped him with the sting.

It says:

“Baby, the greatest magic of the 21st century has begun, please wait. I’m sorry.

“The Day of the Fall of the Gods will be the time of my rebirth. I’m sorry.

One.

I’m an impostor.

Tonight, I’m going to stitch up the body of my boyfriend, Gon.

He died in the first public magic show of his life, and in the body parts, he was mutilated into numerous pieces by sawn teeth.

The assistant opened the door and the limbs and arms were mixed with blood.

Theater audience, the world audience, witnessed this.

I got to the scene and I fell on my knees and cried.

I have taken over countless tragic cases, but none of them is better than what I see before me.

The body in the magic box was so full of pieces, it was so full of blood, and only the handsome face of Takamei was intact.

He’s got a weird smile in his mouth.

We were in love for many years, and I knew his habits, and it was only when he enjoyed the stage that he appeared.

But who laughs when they’re killed? How can you laugh?

The killing of Gokum shocked the world.

The invisible magician, who became a known figure.

People saw his wonderful street magic, and his funny magic style.

They call him a magic genius and regret his fall.

“Is it possible that someone was jealous of him and did something in the prop? I can’t understand.

Boyfriends are obsessed with magic, they’re not social personalities, so who can be offended?

The unit in charge of the case told me the killer was a mystery.

“There’s been a problem with the magic box. I’m sorry.

“But backstage surveillance shows that only Gourmet was near the box and only his fingerprints were inside. I’m sorry.

“He’s probably cut himself up. I’m sorry.

I feel offended by the table. It’s ridiculous, I’m serious.

“I know Komei. He’s an ambitious man. He’s definitely not a suicide. I’m sorry.

In order to solve the case, I did not hesitate to work and began to sew it with extraordinary perseverance.

When sewn to the stomach, a note fell out of it.

It’s an invitation with gold powder, and it starts with my name.

“Dear, it’s late. I’m sorry.

It’s clearly a Koming handwriting!

My eyes were opened with horror.

There’s only one sentence:

“The greatest magic of the 21st century has begun, baby, to witness miracles together. I’m sorry.

Two.

My hands trembled uncontrollably.

The note fell on the ground and I was unconscious to pick it up.

The moment it touched, the note burned itself without a fire and burned into a rose.

Rose, my favorite flower.

And every time he annoyed me, he made me happy with the roses, and I used to laugh, “Again, the roses will become sorry.” I’m sorry.

I couldn’t help but look at the desk.

Under the white incandescent light, his head was facing me, and the smile of his mouth was solid.

The division of the human body is part of an exercise in the magic circle, in which most viewers know it and are not challenging.

It’s a piece of cake for Gomer.

Is it true that, as the Team says, he committed suicide and wanted to be famous for it? Is being famous really so important, more important than your own life?

All of a sudden, I think I had a fight with Gon before he disappeared.

His career was bad, and his chances of getting on the stage were robbed.

He was in a bad mood, he was flammable, and I was busy with my work, and I didn’t have enough time to spend with him, and a heated quarrel broke out between the two.

He says, “Is it only by turning me into a corpse that I can get your attention and company?” I’m sorry.

I was angry at him, too.

“Well, you’re welcome. Aren’t you a magician? I’m sorry.

It’s like being drunk with a stick, a man murmurs on the couch, half-twirling, and he raises his head and flashes different light in his eyes.

“I will, late, I will show the world my talent. I’m sorry.

“Your eyes will stay on me forever. I’m sorry.

Now, he’s really meat.

It’s the most difficult task I’ve ever had.

3

I told the troupe first.

But the note self-fired, without evidence, the police did not believe me.

They suspected that my grief was excessive and that I was hallucinating.

I was forcibly sent home to rest, and when I entered the door I sat unconsciously on the floor with two slippers on the carpet, and everything was in pairs, except people.

I feel so lonely.

Mom and Dad died in a car accident a few years ago.

“Night and evening, with me, I’ll always take care of you. He promised me.

I cried on my knees, and suddenly it was bright.

The lights were lit one by one.

My heart almost jumped out of my throat, and I slowly rose up, so I saw a bowl of meat on the table.

The hot, hot surfaces are not to exceed five minutes.

My heart is pounding, and the note next to it says:

“I’m late, I’m tired of working late. I’m sorry.

“But you’ve been with me all day. I’m sorry.

There’s a strange smell of meat in the air, and it’s like it’s still smelling in the autopsy room that’s unique to the FFMA.

The cold sweat came out of the back.

My heart was almost asphyxiated, I turned back slowly, empty behind me, and I pushed out a door and whispered, “Is it you, Goliath? Are you alive?”

Nobody answered me.

But then every night I come home, the table will have a bowl of noodles.

Goki doesn’t cook well, he only does noodles.

It’s hard to swallow.

I quietly put surveillance in the cabinet, but the next day the machine appeared on the table.

The note says:

“Night and evening, I hate having third eyes at home. I’m sorry.

I always felt that Gon was alive.

Women tend to be sensitive to men, and I am no exception.

I don’t know how he did it, but he must be somewhere watching me.

After all, magicians always have to watch their own audience.

They hide their secrets in the dead corners of the audience that they can’t see, play with hearts and hide behind the sea.

Every top magician is often also the best liar.

During the day, I put on protective clothing and continued to reassemble the Takameng with a suture of the cutter’s mouth, and I used the twig to pick up his loose index finger.

I hold my breath.

There’s a mole in the middle of the finger. It’s actually the body of Takamei.

His skin had long lost its elasticity, but it was also visible from the remnants that he had hands with a bibone dystrophy.

“I used to say that his hands were better suited to be a surgeon than a magician. I’m sorry.

Other colleagues stood by and offered to help me, and I refused.

“I know him. What if I can find something else? I’m sorry.

Yeah, I’ve had this body with my skin. Who knows it better than me?

What if it’s a magic trick?

What if I really found out about him?

At night, I was exhausted and lost in my sleep, and I heard the sound of twilight in bed, and then the feather pillow on the other side moved.

It’s Goku. It’s usually at night. He always comes home.

I fell unconscious, my head fell on an arm.

I stomped comfortably.

The arm was warm, the muscles were tight, and Kopi liked to sleep with me like this at night and wouldn’t let go even if he fell asleep.

No, what’s wrong?

Sweat is raised in the silence, fear is as cold as the sea, and an inch of my breath is covered, and the person on the pillow rises, without the sound of friction of his clothes, to prove that he is not incriminating.

He’s got a dim smell of Formarin covering me.

Yeah, I just realized that.

Komei was dead long ago and his body was on my desk.

The arms are all broken.

Then who is this man I’m sleeping with?

4

“He” caressed my neck, scratched my delicate skin with a thick line on his palm.

I’m used to stitching up with a chain.

And what crosses his hand is the stitches of stitches.

I can’t move like I’m nailed, I can’t sleep on my bed, but I can feel “he” against my eyes.

He put his cold lips in my ear and said:

“Tonight and night, always be my audience. I’m sorry.

“Just like me, being your audience. I’m sorry.

I am in the dark with pain and strength, open my eyes again, and it is dawn.

There’s a bell at the door. I put my coat on and opened the door.

“Chief, Team Leader, what do you want? I’m sorry.

At 8:00, they came to my door with a couple of cops.

The arrival of seven or eight people has made the living room, which is already spacious, more calm than the director’s appearance.

He pushed every door of the room and looked at me in the eye.

“Professor Jung, you’ve already finished your work on Gon’s entrance. I’m sorry.

Their alert makes me more and more uncomfortable.

I said, “It’s already filed, and the director’s sure, isn’t he? I’m sorry.

Questioning:

“Caucasion, height 182, right? I’m sorry.

I don’t know why, right.

“But I look at the last corpse, he’s not that tall. I’m sorry.

He’s a detective captain. Don’t you know the basic principles?

I’m curious, but I explain it in plain words:

“It’s like a puzzle, a lot of muscles are missing, and of course there’s a difference in height, as if there’s a slight difference between our morning and night measurements. I’m sorry.

The director’s face is complex, with compassion and fear.

“Sam, the difference in height is that someone stole the body of Takamei from the morgue. I’m sorry.

“…”

My heart’s pounding, and there’s a drop in my throat.

Who is it?

Quietly in the room, and the SWAT eyes lock me in.

“The surveillance shows, it’s you. I’m sorry.

It’s me?

He said I was the guard who stole the body?

The arm I was sleeping with last night was actually hidden in my bag?

“You take the pieces off, then you go home and stitch them up, and you create the illusion that your boyfriend is still there. I’m sorry.

Everyone’s eyes are focused on the fridge.

After that, I was basically in the canteen. I didn’t fire. I bought nothing in the fridge.

But the smell of rotting meat keeps coming out of it.

I stood up, but the Team had opened the fridge first.

The disgusting smell of rot goes straight into everyone’s nasal cavity.

Scattered, pale left arm.

It just fell.

5

I screamed.

At this point, the phone ringing at the pillow.

I breathed in my blanket, and it was a dream.

The call was from the Flying Army.

Mr. Jung, please come to the police station. We have new suspects. I’m sorry.

The voice in the dream coincides with reality.

I’m in shock, I hear the Team’s voice, my heart’s shaking.

“Yes … Okay, I’ll be right back. I’m sorry.

The team asked with concern, “Are you all right? Do you want me to pick you up? I’m sorry.

“No, no, no. I’m sorry.

I’m dazed by nightmares, but I’m just getting ready.

I barely stopped.

I’m black and straight, but there’s a few hairs on the pillow, dark brown, hard hair.

The same as Gon.

There was a second person in this room.

Six.

I almost escaped to the police station.

He’s a suspect in the party.

He is one of the best magicians in the country today, and he is known for restoring ancient magic abroad, visiting the infield for thousands of tickets, and I once got one with the light of Gourmet.

Chen Chul recovered from the “head-to-head” of the ancient hallucinogenist Du Zhihi, who randomly selected the audience and “cut off” the human head, and attached it to the eyes of the public with a “belief”.

“What’s the secret here, you know? I’m sorry.

The process was bloody brutal, and I’ve been asking my boyfriend all day.

Gourmet was bowing his head and smiling and saying no.

“He never lets me see it when he rehearses. The business, the secret itself, is the greatest secret. I’m sorry.

No matter how hard he tried, Chen Chul did not intend to teach him his best and forced him to sign an unfair contract for 20 years, after which they broke up.

And I encouraged him: “I am stable in my work and you can follow your dreams. I’m sorry.

After a split, Chen Chul issued a restraining order to deny Goi the opportunity to perform in his profession.

The government has not been able to do anything about it.

The day before the incident, they had been witnessed in heavy fighting.

Chen Chul told the bodyguards to get Gop out of the theater and even speak out:

“You’re nothing. If I live a day, you won’t be on the stage. I’ll ruin you on the stage! I’m sorry.

7

The attitude of Chen Chul began to be arrogant and said to the police there was no comment.

Until the Team comes out with a video.

It is only now that I know that the man who restored the “head-to-head” was Gon.

It’s not Chen Cheol at all.

Team: “This is a magic piece we found in Takashi’s cell phone. Is this the prototype of your flaming decapitation? You’ve taken away the ideas of your students for your own use, and you’re afraid of the crotch, and now you’ve got a theater willing to sponsor him. I’m sorry.

“I’ve said more terrible things than this. Why should I be convicted?” I’m sorry.

Chen Chul has returned to his normal calm.

“At 3 o’clock on the day of the incident, where were you? “The hawks will be watching.

“I work in the studio every day between 2:00 and 6:00 p.m. I’m sorry.

“No witnesses, no video?”

Chen Chul shrugs his shoulder: “The magic circle, the secret, is the most important, and neither my heart nor my heart are allowed in, and if you have evidence, sue me. My time is worth a fortune, unlike that of Kompe. I’m sorry.

He’s got a fearless look and I hate itchy teeth.

And when he was an apprentice to him, he could only get 2,000 dollars a month. Every performance was the most exhausting work, even the magic that he had created.

And he’s afraid I won’t say a word.

Despite the suspicion, the police still lacked evidence.

This is without prejudice to Chen Cheol’s reputation.

The video on the mobile phone was posted online, Chen Chul became a low-life thief from the Master of Magic, and the world’s magicians vilified him.

Even though he had made it clear to him that magic had been created.

No one believed him.

The theatres, in return, jointly affirmed their refusal to let him in.

A few days later, Chen Cheol volunteered to report the incident to the police station.

He said, “He said that he was being followed and watched. He suspected that it was Komei, that he had received threats from his family, and that it was someone else, and said, “Are these magicians suspicious?” I’m sorry.

“Ha-ha, I think he’s taken down by public opinion. I’m sorry.

“Does a lot of bad things, and you’re afraid of ghosts knocking. I’m sorry.

This time, Chen Chul-chul, he was wearing his shoulder and then he said in my ear:

“The boy must be alive. I’m sorry.

I’m surprised to hear that.

Magicians are the most visible group, especially Chen Chul.

He captures the panic in my eyes and finally smiles in his wrinkled face.

“He’s staring at me, I feel it. I’m sorry.

Magician, half in the light, half in the dark.

It’s the same, the same.

“Stop him. If I die, you’re an accomplice! I’m sorry.

8

Everyone thinks Chen Chul is bluffing.

But I didn’t say anything because I had a strange guess.

What if Gon is really in revenge?

It’s not illegal to kill a person as a dead person.

He can’t fight Chen Chul, but the dead man is at the top of his moral high ground and his most important reputation has been wiped out overnight.

Revenge has just begun.

And this day I took a bath, and the fog was in the shower mirror, and a line appeared.

“Fine evening, thank you for your cooperation. I’m sorry.

One word at a time, another disappear.

“The gods are about to fall at 8 o’clock on April 28th. I’m sorry.

Chen Chul’s performance this month is called the War of Gods.

The idea is that I can report or choose to be an accomplice.

I just don’t know anything. Chen Chul is dying in a show. It’s an accident.

I am completely in a dilemma, and once I tell the team what I know, it is very likely that the successor plan to Goim will be undermined.

A magic, a magician, an audience, an assistant.

More props.

Am I going to be a conspirator as a girlfriend?

Do I have the right to judge others?

The world is covered by rain, the sky and the earth cannot be separated, white and black, and the fog makes my face paleer.

This day off, the team offered to take me home.

I was just about to say no. He’s turned the umbrella over to me.

“Come on, I’m on my way. I’m sorry.

When I got to my door, the Flying Unit didn’t leave, saying, “Mr. Zhang, can I borrow the bathroom?” I’m sorry.

I croaked and instinctively tried to say no.

What if there’s another one on the table?

But I felt he was watching me.

The light fell in his eyes through half-covered windows, and the light in his eyes coincided with the dream.

He suspects me? Did I do something suspicious?

I’m upset. Say yes.

When I looked for the key, I deliberately dropped it on the floor and made a little noise.

Team bend over to pick up the keys and hand them over.

Rotating lock core, cracking, locking.

At this point, the man behind him was cold:

“Mr. Zhang, you sent DNA to the testing center.

“…”

“Why do you have to go to the test when Komei is dead? I’m sorry.

9

I’m stiff back.

The doorlight was shot straight on the man and left him half-blank on his face.

He promoted his kit.

“I have another case today, I went to the testing center and I happen to see your report. I’m sorry.

Yes, I sent those hairs to the pillow for DNA testing.

They didn’t tell me the results, but they went straight into the house.

He turned on the light, and the warm light covered the entire hall.

I can’t even breathe in the atmosphere.

Fortunately, there’s nothing there.

I’m a little relieved.

“It’s really nice to have a building in town with a single garden. “You have a big living room.” I’m sorry.

I forced myself to look natural: “Kowlin likes magic and practices at home, so we got through the side. I’m sorry.

They suddenly looked at the red fridge at the corner of the living room.

I’ve had my eyebrow crossed a fragrance.

It’s a big, bigger refrigerator than usual.

It’s all the same as the dream.

A few steps to the fridge, I was sweating.

Did he find out that Takamei was alive or did he know I was hiding it?

So I explained: “It’s not like Chen Chul came to me a few times to say that Takamei is not dead, and the neighbors say that there are suspicious people wandering around, and I fear that the hair found on the ground will be sent for a test. I’m sorry.

Find a reason to get through.

Instead of looking at the DNA, the Faction team told me:

“It is true that part of the hair in it belongs to Gao Min. I’m sorry.

I think it’s a mess. He did come back, but if he’s alive, who’s dead?

But what do you mean, part of it?

The next line of the troupe makes me like an ice cellar:

“DNA shows, here, another woman’s hair. I’m sorry.

10

Another woman?

I didn’t hire a nanny, I didn’t get a working hour.

Team: “It’s not surprising to you that Chen Chul had sealed off Gop, why did he have his first performance at the Ridu Theatre? I’m sorry.

Lidu, the biggest theater in the city.

I hesitated to say, “He said that the director of the theatre appreciated him and was willing to give him a chance.” I’m sorry.

The troupe waved delicately.

“It’s Lidu’s golden jewels who like him. They’re in love with each other in secret, and he’s laughing at you in the backstage and smelling of corpses. I’m sorry.

“When the first battle becomes famous, break up with you, you know that? I’m sorry.

“…”

I hear my soul breaking.

“Herein shall be the hairs of pearls, I’m sorry.

“He brought another woman to sleep with you. I’m sorry.

“Sir, is your love as indestructible as you say? I’m sorry.

Eleven.

Fang Myung Ju, I’ve heard of that name.

Her face is as moving as her name, and Goose mentioned it to me, but she’s a obnoxious and disgusting person.

And in the photograph, he kissed her with his waist and legs, like a young man.

I looked at the evidence from the troupe.

“What are you trying to suggest that I killed Gomer out of jealousy? I’m sorry.

“On the day of the crime, you took part in a seminar and went back an hour with an alibi. I’m sorry.

I’m laughing and I’m so confused that I’m being drained.

Now that I’ve got a new girl, why do you keep bothering me because I’m more suitable to hide from him?

The rain outside the house was even greater, and it was as though it was going to destroy everything.

Kopi still doesn’t know much about women.

Jealousy is the strongest acid, enough to destroy everything.

Before the rain stops, I make a decision.

I’m requesting a team to search the room.

“I doubt Chen Chul sent someone in. Do you have a way to detect footprints in the room? I’m sorry.

12

The police finally found three secret rooms at my house.

I handed over full responsibility for the renovation to Goku, who took the opportunity to remodel the house.

The three secret rooms are so well connected, one of the exits is under my bedroom carpet.

In the secret room, the police not only found traces of human life, but also found a large number of magic objects and machine designs.

I remind Team:

“Today is the 28th, the day of Chen Chul’s new magic. He’ll be there. I’m sorry.

It was closed down by the theatre and Chen Chul chose to perform outdoors.

It’s all free, even a gift.

This attracted a large audience.

The crowding down of the stage makes the work of the police more difficult than the well-equipped and well-organized high-end theatre.

I traveled in plain clothes with the police to find suspicious people.

Where is he? Where will he be?

Chen Chul has come out of his costumes, and with a simple hat he turns into a dove-hot, a flying dove sets the atmosphere.

“Then I’m going to perform for the first time, and the ancient magic has returned to the cave. I’m sorry.

Before Chen Chul came on stage, he was warned by the police.

But he doesn’t care.

“Want me to fall?” Yeah, come on. I’ll die on stage. I’m sorry.

The crowd was screaming and squeezing, as I fell and almost stepped.

Someone took a hand.

If I don’t thank you, the other side disappears.

Look at the back. It’s an old man on his feet.

But I’ve been in contact with too many bodies, and I’ve been thinking about the muscle tissues at every age, just now.

Never an old man should have the grip.

I squeezed forward and cried with the greatest voice of my life.

There he is! Get him!

13

That’s all I got.

To be exact, it’s the twin brother of Takamei, the tall, the whole process.

“Yes, I’m the shadow of Gon. I’m sorry.

In the face of interrogation, Takashi admitted that it was a plot.

“For the benefit of magic, we have shared an identity for many years. I’m sorry.

They share names, careers, even girlfriends.

“But Chen Chul took away our magic and forced us to leave, even at the expense of our lives, to avenge ourselves, and we will focus the eyes of the world on what is more powerful than the return of a magician to life? I’m sorry.

The Flying Brigade’s facelines remain intact, apparently he does not believe.

“Why did he die that day, not you? I’m sorry.

He said, “It is a great honor to die for magic.” I’m sorry.

The SWAT broke him without mercy:

“The day before the accident, Goki had ordered an expensive candlelight restaurant. If he wanted to die, how could he? I’m sorry.

14

The team found something in the backstage surveillance video.

“When the equipment was checked, there were paint stains on the corner of the dress, but the person who came out five minutes later didn’t, you touched the props. I’m sorry.

The second round of statements was made after a long silence.

“The body was to be severed that night, according to the plan, Goku died in front of the public and was to be reborn in full view. I’m sorry.

“I was willing to be his shadow. I’m sorry.

It’s a story of a brother wall.

“We’ve loved magic since we were kids, the exterior of Takamori, the greater the tension, and I’ve preferred to study the techniques of burying heads, and the identity of the twins has made it easier for us. Soon, when we came to the big city, we had a small reputation, and he did not value us, nor did he intend to teach us the best of the world, when I was thinking about replicating ancient magic and seeing it as a success.”

He saw hate in his eyes.

“But Gon, turn around and sell my research to Chen Chul. I’m sorry.

He’s having trouble with Chen Cheol in order to get his research back, and that’s what’s going on.

“He demeaned me from childhood, saying I was not fit to be on stage, but after I came on stage a few times, I found myself able, and I offered to be independent, and Takamei said yes, but it caused an accident. I’m sorry.

He took off his gloves and broke two fingers.

“I love it at night, and I don’t want to share my girlfriend, but Komei has set up a new party to perform at the Lidu Theatre. I’m sorry.

This means that, as a shadow, he can only leave.

“The Shadow has no choice. @Ambassah: #Jan25 #Feb14

“So I decided to kill him. I’m sorry.

15

I was the key to this murder.

And I denied: “I never knew he had a brother, and Goliath only said that he was divorced from his parents, so they were two embryos developed from a fertilized egg.” In such cases, it is no wonder that genetics are identical. I’m sorry.

“You lived with them for so long, you didn’t notice anything? I’m sorry.

I was weak, but I shook my head firmly: “Don’t you see that I am his master, and his colleagues don’t see it? I’m sorry.

They even made moles in the same place, with the same scars.

The policewomen recorded my statement.

“You live in the same space, and you have no doubt? I’m sorry.

“What can I suspect? ♪ I’m mumbling, ♪ ♪ A clue for me ♪ But I told the team the first time that he thought I was too sad and hallucinating, and then I listened to him to see a psychiatrist. I’m sorry.

On the case, it says what the psychiatrist gave me.

Post-traumatic syndrome, mild illusions.

I sincerely regret: “I can’t imagine that someone has been watching me. I wish I could’ve seen it earlier, and I wouldn’t have been in between.” I’m sorry.

16

Takashi was sentenced to 30 years.

I didn’t see him in the end.

He asked the police officer to send the papered roses. I know, that’s an apology.

The one who used to apologize for the fight was always tall.

I hold the paper roses, I think of the past, and I shed tears.

Those pasts will be memories.

17

I quit, sold my house, emigrated.

I applied for a nice college, ready to continue.

Everything’s fine.

Before I left the country, I went to the Riddle Theatre to see the stage.

Shakespeare, Storm.

On the stage, the actor used the best line:

“Hell and night are brewing the evil of this space, which must be revealed to the world. I’m sorry.

Applause, a woman, sitting next to me.

She has long almonds and soft hair, and it’s Lido Chiu-ming.

Thank you very much. I’m sorry.

I looked at the stage, I didn’t look at her, but my hands were in the shadows and I held her close.

She was shaking from time to time until she was calm.

She looked at me and left first.

I saw the end of the show and left, just like every time I met.

The secret of magic is to keep the secret out of structure.

Every move by a magician on stage, every word and expression, is to protect secrets.

Me too.

18

Takashi thought he killed Goku.

Of course he did.

But he wasn’t a fool. He kept his hand. He stopped trusting him and secretly operated on him to make a little bag inside his teeth.

He’s smart enough to hide the machine’s spare key in his body.

You can spit out the key at a critical time.

And this key, long-term with my anesthetic.

More or less, contaminated.

It’s very small, and it’s only paralyzing.

I know the course of the forensic medical examination and can hold the dosage. I don’t need him to lose his mobility. I just need him to be able to remove the key as soon as he escapes.

Each one of them needs one or two of them.

Isn’t it?

19

This is the devil for the brothers.

They approach the girls with a handsome look and a charming smile, and their poker cards carry hallucinogens, so they can easily faint at them without warning.

I was a victim.

And Fong Ming Joo.

A lot of girls were.

The thing I regret most in my life is that I hit that bar by mistake, and Goliath was still playing in there, and he was funny and handsome, and he was holding a poker card.

After that, he stunned me and took many pictures as threats.

For the first time, I was lying on the ground in the middle of a groceries.

And the devil was dressed, and laughed in shame.

“You react to dead people every day. No wonder you’re as boring as dead people. I’m sorry.

When I saw those pictures, I laughed.

Look at myself naked. It’s no different than looking at others. I feel death every day.

But many girls would.

Even Fang Myung Ju, a wealthy family, suffers from depression and almost committed suicide.

Where we meet, it’s secret.

It’s either a luxurious street or a no-man’s river.

We brought her hot cocoa to comfort her: “It is not us who is wrong, do not punish ourselves with pain.” I’m sorry.

She laughed, and there was a trail all over her wrist.

“I can’t forget, as long as I close my eyes, that scene will appear, but I can’t call the police. I’m sorry.

The Fong Myeongju family is complex and big, and she will become the target herself.

“Sir, what are we gonna do?” She asked helplessly.

Later on, I helped a suicide girl into the house and found out she was still involved with Komei.

My profession is to let the dead leave the world with dignity.

What’s decent?

Bringing the devil back to hell is the greatest honor I can give them.

20

A plan, from that time on.

I’m getting back to Gon.

Soon I found out his secret and he had a twin brother, Gao.

I caught it with a sharp eye. It’s gonna be an opportunity.

Their relationship seems to be as strong as gold soup, but as long as one is in the light and one is in the dark, there will never be real stability.

I didn’t spend much time getting Takashi to fall in love with me.

It’s not hard, but the more I look at Koo, the more jealous I am, the more jealous I am, so I’m in love, and I don’t think it’s the same thing as the suspension.

It’s like something that’s easy to salivate, and it’s impossible for men to create the illusion that it’s love.

So We guided them without trace.

On the other side, Fang Myung-ju keeps putting pressure on him to open relations.

Once it’s made public, Takashi can only leave me.

We have continued to refine our plans, overthrowing and rebuilding them countless times until everything is perfect.

This is our first magic show.

The only magic in this life.

Fang Myung Ju is sitting under the stage at the Lidu Theatre that night.

It’s the best place to put everything in perspective.

There was a high-spirited wind, facing thousands of viewers with their hands up.

Ladies and gentlemen, you have waited so long, let us witness the moment of miracles! I’m sorry.

She raised her hand and was live.

I’m sitting in an academic hall a hundred kilometres away, lighting up the phone link.

She asked, “The magic is about to begin. Ready?

I said, “Of course. Record number: YXX10mbaNOetRxeNZv8hQQ9

I don’t know.

Keep your eyes on the road.